Tuesday, June 10, 2014

I know I’m not going to drop down to my pre-pregnancy weight in the
next two weeks, but I am ready to make a purposeful movement—a two week
challenge. My goals are to eat healthier, exercise every day (just for these
two weeks as I am not completely
crazy), and drink a whole lot more water. (According to PBS.org, to discover
how much water you should drink in a day, divide your weight in half. For
example, 200 pound person should drink 100 ounces (“America’s Walking: Drinking
Water”). So I should be drinking…nevermind. I’m not that brave.)

My life is stressful: I have three children ages four and
under. They don’t nap at coinciding intervals yet. I am new to this stay-at-home mom
business. I love food. I have trouble
finding time to work out. The next two weeks aren’t going to be easy, but I
have to kick-start something.

I have a few tips and tricks I’ve learned and want to
implement to make a healthier life in general. I’ll share them with you.

1)Tell someone.

I kept making little promises with
myself to be good, but it’s pretty easy to break secret promises. I purposely didn’t
make concrete goals and vocalize them to anyone because I knew that meant
becoming serious about the sacrifice healthy living can mean. I texted a friend
about my challenge, asked her to join in any way she wished, wrote this blog
(terrifying), and started posting pictures to Instagram daily (even more
terrifying). Now people know, so I’ve got to keep going.

2)Set some goals.

As I said, I have made specific goals, and those goals have a
time-frame I can live within. I’m not giving up cookies forever. In fact, my
two-year-old asked for donuts today, and I told him there would be no donuts in
the house for two weeks…but we could have a donut party after that. When the
two weeks are up, I can make new goals that are easier to live up to on a
longer-term basis, such as working out 3-4 times a week and allowing myself a
couple “cheat” foods.

3)Find ways to satisfy yourself.

My family believes in ending each
meal with something sweet. If I deny myself completely, I often find myself
covered in at least a dozen empty candy wrappers in a guilt-and-sugar-ridden
haze. I found these granola bars I’m letting myself eat every once in a while:
I compared their fat and calorie content to some Swiss Cake Rolls (which are in
my house today! Ah!), and I think the substitution is a much wiser way to help
my sweet-cravings.

4)Discover workouts you like.

I prefer weightlifting to cardio,
but I know I need the

latter to burn off what three babies have helped me

add
on. (Actually, I always got nearly right back to pre-pregnancy weight before
getting pregnant again, so

I cannot really blame past babies for current excess
pounds.) I’ve found some videos like Shaun T’s T25

and Jillian Michael’s 30 Day
Shred that combine strength training with bursts of cardio. This busy mama
loves the

20-25 minute lengths and the combo of what I like and

what I need.

5)Learn it is okay to get dirty.

I don’t like waiting until later in
the day to get cleaned up, but while I am trying to meet some particular targets,
it is okay to change up that fresh-in-the-morning routine and shower after I
squeeze in a workout before lunch. (It’s really okay; it’s really okay—I keep
telling myself this.)

6)Cut yourself some slack.

In two weeks, I will have to learn
how to put regular workouts into my normal routine, but for right now, ignoring
the dishes (because household chores are a great excuse for skipping a workout)
is okay. I’ve talked to my husband about it, and he knows this is temporary. Give
yourself permission to drop a responsibility (besides the children) for a short
period of time.

7)Bribe yourself.

I asked my husband for a specific
amount of money as an award for losing ten pounds. These two weeks are to give
me a boost towards that goal. And, remember my donut party? With that money and
those pastries in mind, I can work out and eat well for fourteen days and make
later goals to continue on. I can! I can!

8)Get support.

I cannot eat well if my family is
chowing on pizza and ice cream all week, so—sorry guys—but those things are
banned. I’m going to cook meals we can all eat together. I may modify my
portions and double up on veggies while I go light on the carbs I offer them,
but my family is going to play a part in my success (whether they like
it or not…though they probably won’t even notice).

9)Find some good visuals.

My friend was Mrs. Tennessee USA.
When her husband signed her up for the pageant (which she really did find a
splendid present, though I would have freaked!), she wasn’t in shape or ready
to show her body in front of a crowd. The pageant itself—and that stage—became
a reason to be healthier; there was no going back. She later advised me, as I
was working off the weight of my second child, to find some visuals to leave
out, such as a bathing suit or a dress you want to get back into. Or, better
yet, a new dress! Such visuals make your goals more tangible and meaningful.

10)Remember
why you are doing this.

Finally, think carefully on your
motivation. I need to lose weight—not because I am ugly. I need to lose weight
because I have a closet full of incredible clothes I miss dearly. And, my body
is a temple (1 Corinthians 6:19). I will NOT desecrate that temple by speaking
poorly of it, especially in front of my children. But I need to take action.
The next two weeks will stink (literally, as I will be sweating it up each
day), but, after that, 3-4 workouts a week will seem much more practical, and a
couple cheat meals will feel incredibly rewarding.

PS—On DAY ONE of the new workout routine, my potty-trainer
decided to make two accidents for me to clean up right after I got the baby in
her crib. Then he wanted to climb under my planks. Then the baby woke up when
the video had eight minutes left. BUT, I had to tell myself that even an
unfinished workout is better than a bum on the couch.

PPS—On DAY TWO, I tried to jam three children in
a double stroller. The baby told me in no uncertain terms she preferred to be
carried. Though I've been advised that a walk isn't the best workout, but there must be
some exception when said walk involves toting an extra 11 pounds in a baby
sling while pushing an extra 70-80 pounds of little boys and stroller. Plus,
as it started to rain on our way back, I sweated much harder than any workout
video as I huffed to get the baby to shelter. Exercise = accomplished. Every
day is a new lesson; I’m working it out.

Monday, June 2, 2014

For Mother’s Day, my children gave me a bag of Dove
chocolates. If you aren’t familiar with this treat, the foil wrapping for each
piece of delight carries an uplifting message. The first one I opened this May
2014 told me, “You are exactly where you are supposed to be.” Creepy candy
knowing me too well.

I see I haven’t blogged since February of 2013. My life is
completely different now than it was then. Though I had an excruciating
journey, I am exactly where I’m supposed to be.

Hymnist William Mackay
penned, “Revive us again; fill each heart with thy love. May each soul be
rekindled with fire from above: Hallelujah—thine the glory. Hallelujah—Amen!” That fire refers
to a blazing desire, an overwhelming thankfulness, an all-encompassing passion
for the Savior. But fire burns. And sometimes it is an agonizing flame that
brings us to exactly where we are supposed to be.

Healing takes time. Many months passed before I uttered, “While I
wish I had gotten here some other way, I’m glad for where I am.” More months
passed before I realized: there was no other way. Fire cannot deliver without
destroying. Sanctity cannot exist without scabs and scorches.

I don’t believe God burned me into beauty. I do believe He embraced
me in the blaze. And I believe He made exquisiteness the outcome of the evil
that surrounded me.

Once again I am here, feeling now more than ever the
consequence of the name of this blog. And I feel ready to move, knowing these
scars aren’t something I have to overcome; they are a reminder of the love that
overcame me.